Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Through Everything.

"You received a big deal of 800 spirit stones?"

The spirit tea in Yu Qingsong's mouth suddenly sprayed out.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan was mentally prepared and avoided it calmly.

"Wait a minute."

Yu Qingsong poured the remaining spirit tea in the cup on his hands, wiped his old face, and then shook his head vigorously, as if to make sure he was awake.

"Okay. Brother Xuan, I wasted a cup of spirit tea. Did I hear it right? You received a big deal, and the other party is willing to pay you 800 spirit stones?"

"Yes. 800 spirit stones, you heard it right."

Chen Xuan briefly recounted the matter of Su Zhengming looking for him to exterminate the fire crystal ants.

"If that's the case, 800 spirit stones are indeed not a lot."

Yu Qingsong was still a little confused.

"Brother Xuan, tell me honestly, how sure are you?"

"80%."

In fact, after seeing the extremely cold ice fog of the spiritual green snake, he was 90% sure.

"Eighty percent, not low!"

Yu Qingsong looked Chen Xuan up and down repeatedly.

After a long while, he said: "In that case, why don't you go earn spirit stones and come to me for something?"

"I'm worried about the Sima family, aren't I?"

Chen Xuan said with a wry smile: "What if they send someone to ambush us halfway after leaving the market?"

As for whether the Su family would default on their debt, Chen Xuan was not particularly worried.

For a cultivation family, it is a big deal to invite people to kill the fire crystal ants, and to kill people to silence them without paying spirit stones. Unless this kind of thing is done perfectly, it will greatly damage the family's reputation and be detrimental to the family's development.

Yu Qingsong sneered: "In front of 800 spirit stones, the Sima family is nothing!"

"As long as you take out 30% of the spirit stones, I guarantee that you will be fine!"

"Oh, tell me."

In fact, this is exactly why Chen Xuan came to Yu Qingsong to discuss.

After all, Yu Qingsong has been hanging around in Qingyun Market for more than 50 years. A casual cultivator of the fifth level of Qi training can live to this age safely, which should not be underestimated.

"I have a close friend who is the outer sect steward of Jinyang Sect, who is in Qingyun Market. As long as Brother Xuan is willing to give 30% of the spirit stones, I will ask him to come forward and sign a spirit contract in the name of Jinyang Sect, accompany you, protect you, and support you at critical moments."

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up.

This old Taoist Yu Qingsong is really wild, and he actually has a good friend who is a sect steward.

On second thought, with Yu Qingsong's identity, how can he curry favor with the steward of Jinyang Sect.

Unless, he is a comrade who fought together in Tianxiang Pavilion.

"Can he be trusted?"

"That's right! We often get together in Tianxiang Pavilion!"

It's true that he is one of the four irons in life, and his friendship is beyond doubt.

Yu Qingsong patted Chen Xuan on the shoulder: "Brother Xuan, don't worry, it's not in the name of an individual, but in the name of the sect's task. One tenth is handed over to the sect, and he can keep two tenths."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan finally felt relieved.

After returning home, he told Jiang Yingxue that he had accepted a mission and was going out.

"Will it take a long time?"

"About a month."

"Oh, be careful and go home early."

Jiang Yingxue was obedient and didn't ask any more questions.

"Don't worry, it's okay. This time, I will go with the Jinyang Sect's deacon, and there will be no problem with safety."

In Qingyun Domain, Jinyang Sect is the sky.

No matter whether it is a small or medium-sized sect, or a cultivation family, let alone a casual cultivator, no one dares to kill the children of Jinyang Sect.

"But you, take Tiger Sister with you, be careful, try not to go out, and never leave the market!"

Chen Xuan said with a serious face: "Do you remember what I said to you? You can only rely on yourself, and don't trust anyone!"

"Just take this opportunity to practice well, and wait for me to come back to check your practice results!"

"Start with a physical examination!"

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The Jinyang Sect's deacon is named Li Zongwei, who is about the same age as Yu Qingsong, also in his seventies, and seems to be at the eighth level of Qi training.

At this age and realm, he is a discarded figure in the Jinyang Sect. With his family background, he finally got a position as a deacon in a remote place like Qingyun Market, but the benefits are pitiful.

But in the eyes of the cultivation families and independent cultivators, he is a high-ranking sect deacon, with a high position and power, and cannot be easily offended.

"You are Chen Xuan, such a young insect master?"

Li Zongwei said with some surprise.

He also heard about the ant plague in the Su family of Feifeng Mountain.

When he heard that Yu Qingsong found an insect master who could kill ants, he was half-believing and half-doubting.

After all, the fire crystal ants are really difficult to deal with, and there are so many of them that even the ancestor of the Su family, who is a foundation-building master, feels difficult.

It's not that he is completely helpless. If the foundation-building master takes action and spends more time, even if the ant plague cannot be completely eliminated, it can reduce some losses.

It's just a matter of how much it costs.

In the past hundred years, the ancestors of the Su family rarely took action. If they live a few more years, they can protect the Su family from wind and rain for a few more years.

Therefore, if they can ask for help from strangers, it is also a good idea to spend 800 spirit stones to eliminate the ant plague.

After Yu Qingsong's repeated persuasion and guarantee, Li Zongwei reluctantly accompanied Chen Xuan to Feifeng Mountain for the sake of his old friend.

It is definitely not for a mere 160 spirit stones.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

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On Feifeng Mountain, three thousand fire phoenix fruit trees towered into the sky, standing proudly in the wind, and the dense and lush branches and leaves were full of fiery red spirit fruits.

If you have good eyesight, you can clearly see that the fruit trees are full of the same fiery red fire crystal ants, hiding their breath and disguising themselves as part of the fruit trees.

At this time, the fire phoenix fruit is about to mature, and the fire crystal ants are ready to go.

Su Zhengliang, the head of the Su family, sat in the reception room, with Su Zhengming and other elders of the family meeting beside him.

There were three people sitting in the guest seats, an old Taoist who was drunk, a fat monk, and a bright and beautiful woman in palace dress.

"Are all the people here? Taoist Master Li, Master Xu, and Fairy He, shall I take you to see it?"

Su Zhengliang said politely.

These are the three strange people they invited, and it is said that they all have the means to kill ants.

At this time, a young disciple hurried up and whispered a few words in Su Zhengliang's ear.

"Is Li Zongwei, the deacon of the Jinyang Sect, visiting? You go and report to the ancestor, and the rest of you will go with me to greet him. Fellow Taoists, please be patient."

Su Zhengliang asked an elder of the meeting to report to the ancestor of the Su family, and took the remaining elders out to greet him.

"I haven't seen the head of the Su family for many years, but he is still as elegant as ever!"

"Deacon Li is here, and the walls are bright!"

The protagonists are Li Zongwei and Su Zhengming. The others bowed and saluted, watching the two perform with smiles on their faces.

After the greetings, Li Zongwei met everyone in the Su family and brought Chen Xuan out.

"This is my friend Chen Xuan. Although he is young, he is a skilled insect master!"

Hearing this, Su Zhengliang couldn't help but look at Chen Xuan a few more times.

"Head, this is Mr. Chen Xuan, whom I mentioned to you."

Su Zhengming stepped forward to introduce him at the right time.

"Good, good, he is indeed a young hero, a handsome man!"

Su Zhengliang nodded in approval, and greeted Li Zongwei back to the reception room.

"Let me introduce you to you, Taoist Li, Master Xu, He Xianzi, this is Deacon Li of the Jinyang Sect."

Both parties stood up and saluted.

He Xianzi bowed slightly.

Everyone drank spiritual tea and chatted for a while.

At this time, a hearty voice came.

"Deacon Li, I haven't seen you for many years. What brings you here?"

Li Zongwei didn't dare to be arrogant. He put down his teacup and stood up quickly.

"I have disturbed you, the old man Su. Zongwei deserves death!"

The old ancestor of the Su family waved his hand.

"Alas, when you are quiet, you will think of action. It's rare to have so many friends come to my Su family as guests."

The Su family gave enough face to Jinyang Sect and Li Zongwei.

"The old ancestor of the Su family has come out. When the time comes, you must show your real ability to kill the ants. Otherwise, I can't speak for you." Li Zongwei lowered his voice and said softly to Chen Xuan.

"Don't worry. I won't embarrass the deacon."

Chen Xuan smiled.

"Eight hundred spirit stones, it's in the bag, no problem!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the childish voice of the psychic green snake came.

"Seven percent of the insect spirit essence, the master is not allowed to default!"